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open doors

Every open door slowly dimming.
My chances slimming.
My life wasting away, as I wait.
What am I waiting for?
Nothing will ever come.
How can I be so dumb.
Some days I think it might get better.
But the light gets in the way.
My day dies slowly- bullying is no fun.
The lies, they hurt me,I have no strength left.
My strength, It left the moment I came here.
Every time I look in the mirror I see a clear dead light.
Hiding behind my hair.
My bangs cover most of my face.
It's to ugly to share.
Written by bmth97
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